People like you You live in a dream world You despise the outside And you fear you're the next one It's in your dream There's just one question Should I kill? Or should I be left behind? Sick and tired Of all your complaints This is the hour We bring it down I've come to realize Every little glimpse, you fade I was told that I could fly When least expected, cloud connected You seem to be So introverted How come we fail? With all that is given? You crossed the line You remember my name Time runs backwards As long as you are heading that way